Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 632 Deciding to Take a Risk

In the evening, it's time to rest.

Liu Chuandao, who had been absent for the whole afternoon, walked into Class 8. He had spent the whole afternoon in the infirmary and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

But he naturally couldn't show his weak side in front of his classmates.

He is Principal Liu, a disciple of the Lightning Five Whips.

Wang Longlong was curious: "What's wrong with you, preaching?"

Liu Chuandao shook out seven or eight banknotes and asked, "Are you envious?"

Guo Kunnan: "Fuck, where did you get this?"

Liu Chuandao said proudly: "I got it from Director Wang."

Wang Longlong: "Is this the compensation he gave you after he beat you up and made you cry?"

Why does Liu Chuandao feel uncomfortable listening to this?

As he saw more and more classmates paying attention to him, a cunning look appeared on his round face.

In fact, he was practicing Lightning Five Whips at noon, and due to excessive practice, his arms were injured. Director Wang's steady grasping made his injuries worse, which was why he was so miserable.

Facing the crowd, he first asked: "Who is Director Wang?"

Cui Yu: "A ruthless person."

Liu Chuandao said: "Normally he is the only one who teaches others a lesson, and never suffers a loss, right?"

"That's true." Guo Kunnan agreed.

"You see, he usually acts like a cocky guy and seems to deserve a beating. Last time, he even dared to come to our class to show off." Priest Liu first attracted a wave of hatred.

"Last time, I played the role of a cripple for our Class 8. Since then, Director Wang has been keeping an eye on me. I thought, I can't always be a cripple, right?"

Then Liu Chuandao took the opportunity to tell the excuse he had been thinking of in the infirmary for the whole afternoon: "So today, I will use a trick to defeat the opponent. You know what I mean by a self-torture trick, right?"

"I deliberately played a trick on him, and then I cut him hard."

Liu Chuandao flicked the red banknotes and said, "Hahaha, Director Wang, that idiot, I'm afraid he's still feeling the pain!"

It’s true, this excuse was well-founded and many of my classmates believed it.

Guo Kunnan: “Awesome!”

Hu Jun: "Brave and resourceful!"

Priest Liu was showered with praise from everyone and walked proudly towards the seat surrounded by the four golden flowers.

Outside the crowd, Chai Wei clicked to save the recording.

He put away his phone, stared at Liu Chuandao, and said sinisterly: "You are finished!"

……

Outside the school, in an alley near the intersection.

As the talisman paper burned, a faint smoke filled the air, accompanied by the unique smell of burning paper.

A minute later, Zhang Chi sat on the ground, staring at the pile of ashes. He sniffed hard, trying to catch some breath, but there was only the smell of ash.

Zhang Chi turned to look at Yan Tianpeng and Duan Shigang with a pious look: "Do you smell the ancient breath?"

The two of them felt it was powerful.

Zhang Chi stood up, circled the ashes three times to the left and three times to the right, then shook his hand and said:
"Everything has its destiny. Everything will eventually return to dust, but I, Zhang Chi, will seize the destiny from eternity!"

Duan Shigang and Yan Tianpeng were stunned. They felt it was so awesome!

Duan Shigang thought for a moment, and using his limited knowledge, he boldly asked: "I heard that praying to the gods often requires sacrifices. Did you offer anything as a sacrifice?"

Yan Tianpeng also wanted to know the answer.

Zhang Chi looked at the two of them and thought to himself: "I brought you two here just to sacrifice you two!"

He remained calm on the surface, brushed off the dust on his hands, and said, "It is unknown, and it is not advisable to ask, for fear of disturbing the gods."

"Okay, let's go back to school." Zhang Chi took the lead, "Watch me change my fate tonight."

……

The first class of evening self-study.

The preparatory bell rang and there were still ten minutes left before class started. The atmosphere in the class was a little restless.

Lottery, lottery!
Not only Class 8, but the entire school is filled with a restless atmosphere.

That was the invitation letter for Evergreen Liquid. The invitation letter alone was made of gold-plated material and could definitely be sold for a large sum of money for the students.

What's more, you can also visit the headquarters of Evergreen Liquid and watch the launch conference of Evergreen Liquid with countless industry elites from all over the world. It is said that there are also free gifts.

Even for office workers who have been working for many years, it is a great temptation, let alone students of No. 4 Middle School.

Many people can no longer continue reading and are just flipping through their textbooks impatiently, over and over again, waiting for news about the lucky draw.

In the southwest corner, Chen Siyu used a large bowl of jelly to occupy Xue Yuantong's seat.

She suddenly had an idea: "Do you think the invitation letter for Changqing Liquid could be fake?"

Bai Yuxia: "No way, I heard there is a number on it."

"And Changqing Liquid has always done a good job in preventing piracy. Their products, including whether they are genuine Changqing Liquid, can be sensed by the special medicinal fragrance once the bottle is opened."

Bai Yuxia often heard her parents talk about the Evergreen Liquid, and she had touched it herself.

After hearing this, Chen Siyu sighed: "It would be great if the authenticity of all products could be verified by making it like Evergreen Liquid."

Chai Wei, who was standing next to him, was in a good mood after he got hold of Pastor Liu's trick. This meant that he could kill Pastor Liu at any time and let him experience what despair was.

He is still the same person, the only chess player in the world.

After people become successful, they often lose sight of themselves. Chai Wei heard the cute Chen Siyu talking.

He joined the conversation: "I generally don't try to get a bargain and buy fakes."

"Because the price of fake goods is definitely cheaper than the real ones."

Chen Siyu looked at him.

Chai Wei first glanced at Jiang Ning. He looked down on him in his heart. Although the other party's grades were better than his, in terms of talent, there was a huge gap between them.

To make them more convinced, Chai Wei said: "For example, this pair of shoes of mine is a Nike classic model, the original price is 499, and over the years, the discount price has never been lower than 399 yuan."

"Theoretically, there is no way this pair of shoes could be sold for less than $399."

"But there are many similar products online, selling for 79 or 89 yuan. How can they be real?"

"So my method is very simple. Once it is below 399 yuan, I assume it is fake and I only buy above 399 yuan."

Chai Wei talked a lot, and his every move was full of confidence.

Chen Siyu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then asked, "What if a fake product that originally cost 79 is sold for 399? Wouldn't that make more people get cheated?"

Chai Wei was stunned.

There was no talking for several seconds.

The sudden ringing of the class bell interrupted everyone's conversation. Chai Wei was about to continue explaining his reasons, but the head teacher Shan Qingrong pushed the door open and walked out.

When the classmates saw him, they were all surprised, and then a vague answer emerged in their hearts.

Shan Qingrong got straight to the point: "Everyone knows about the Changqing Liquid press conference, right?"

"Got it!" The shout echoed throughout the classroom.

Shan Qingrong pressed his hand briefly and said, "We will draw the quota for Changqing Liquid today."

Seeing that it was causing a stir again, Shan Qingrong continued, "Since there are not many places for Changqing Liquid, if they are divided equally between each class, there may only be one or two places, so the school decided that each class should send a representative to grab the lottery number of the class members, and then each class will draw the lottery."

After this was said, Yu Wen asked: "Since the classes all depend on luck, is it possible that some classes have multiple places, while some classes have no places at all?"

Shan Qingrong nodded: "That's right."

He looked at the whole class: "So everyone's better off picking someone with better luck."

At this point, Jiang Yanan said: "Jiang Ning is very lucky, let's let him draw!"

Zhang Chi stood up suddenly and volunteered: "I'm lucky! I'll do it!"

Dong Qingfeng was eager to try, but soon he calmed down.

Because he thought about the consequences. If he got several places for the class, he would certainly be praised by his classmates, but what if he didn't?
Wouldn't that make the classmates in the class dislike you?
After all, it's hard to satisfy everyone.

After weighing the pros and cons, many students decided not to take the initiative.

The only two candidates are Zhang Chi and Jiang Ning.

Zhang Chi looked at Jiang Ning and threatened: "No one in this class can compete with me in luck!"

Shan Qingrong looked at Jiang Ning and asked, "Are you going to represent the class?"

Geng Lu, who was sitting at the back table, poked Jiang Ning, trying to tell him to give up and not take on such a risky thing.

Jiang Ning: "Okay, I'm going to give it a try."

Zhang Chi shouted, "And me."

Shan Qingrong looked at the situation, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's vote anonymously. Huang Zhong... Oh, Xin Youling will come up and read his name, and Wang Longlong will write the word [correct]."

Xin Youling secretly clenched his fists, feeling somewhat unwilling!
Could it be that she is still just a substitute?

The secret ballot began, and Zhang Chi was full of confidence because no one could doubt that he was the luckiest person in Class 8.

Because the lottery was very strange, Jiang Ning did not show any refusal, so all the classmates who had a good relationship with him voted for him.

Those who had a bad relationship with him, such as Chai Wei and Liu Chuandao, were waiting for Jiang Ning to be humiliated, and they also chose to vote for him.

The final voting result was 49:1.

Zhang Chi's face turned pale, he wanted to destroy this class.

Shan Qingrong is ready to announce the results.

Xin Youling stepped forward and said, "Teacher, wait a moment, I'll talk to Jiang Ning."

"Okay." Shan Qingrong gave her this face.

Xin Youling called Jiang Ning to the east corridor outside the classroom, where the girl stood there pretty. She had a beautiful oval face with deep eyes and a strong aura, but she had a cute pair of bags under her eyes.

"Jiang Ning, from a personal point of view, I don't want you to take risks, because there is no benefit in this matter. If you don't get a place, your classmates will definitely complain about you."

"From the perspective of the overall situation of the class, I think Zhang Chi has better luck. He has won the marathon and one-yuan treasure draws before," said Xin Youling.

She did not say this in vain, because she was gambling. If she could convince Jiang Ning to let Zhang Chi draw a lottery and get several places, it would definitely show her decisiveness as a class monitor.

She didn't want to gamble originally, but Shan Qingrong almost pronounced her name wrong today, which prompted her to take the risk.

Jiang Ning looked at her: "I can promise you, but what's in it for me?"

Xin Youling gritted his teeth and said, "I...I can agree to your unreasonable request once, okay?"

The girl lowered her head, her beautiful face full of stubbornness, her shoulders trembling slightly, but Jiang Ning could feel her determination.

He said, "Okay."

Xin Youling raised her head, her eyes brightened, and she said solemnly, "Thank you."

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "In fact, the only vote Zhang Chi got was from me, Siyu. I'll give you this secret."

When Jiang Ning returned to the class again, he took the initiative to give up the opportunity.

The whole class was surprised, because he was obviously the absolute winner?

Even if Zhang Chi was a fool, he understood that Xin Youling must have contributed to this.

He saw Xin Youling's smile. At that moment, Zhang Chi was overjoyed. He finally knew who cast that vote.

'What is a veto? This is a veto!'

Bai Yuxia turned her head and looked at Jiang Ning, then at Xin Youling.

For some reason, countless images flashed through her mind, and a strange, shameful thought suddenly popped up:
"Master's...mission?"

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